And you were dreaming of Los Angeles
While I was singing songs you wrote
You quietly gave away the winter clothes I made for you
While I made angels in the snow

And I would have looked if you'd just asked me to
Or come to me before the preacher
Now you're a survivor

And I just thought I might have heard you on the radio
But the radio waves were like snow
I thought I might have heard you on the radio
But the radio waves were like snow

Until the young stay pretty, 'till the pretty stay quick
You know, but you never surrender
The city doesn't belong to you anymore
California dreamer

You dream of seasons that never die
You go to oceans that never touch the ice
You dream of seasons that never die
You go to oceans that never touch the ice
You dream of seasons that never die
You go to oceans that never touch the ice
Surrender this city to sender
Creatures getting younger and younger

And I think I might have heard you on the radio
But the radio waves were like snow
Oh I think I might have heard you on the radio
But the radio waves were like snow

Until the young stay pretty, 'till the pretty stay quick
You know, but you never surrender
The city doesn't belong to you anymore
California dreamer

I'll be around, I'll be around, I'll be around
Like a teenager in town
With all the other young lovers their mothers may have found
California dreamer